By: Natalie Crick This month her depression began. He obsessed her. She tied her heart with ribbon like a present, Licking his fingers and kissing his feet. Words failed her. She breathed him in like a terrible secret, A childless woman…
By: Natalie Crick This month her depression began. He obsessed her. She tied her heart with ribbon like a present, Licking his fingers and kissing his feet. Words failed her. She breathed him in like a terrible secret, A childless woman…